My name is Whitman, and I am a three month old boy (as of 1/24/18). My foster mom named me after the poet Walt Whitman. I was rescued off the street when I was a tiny baby, along with my mom Shelley, and my two sisters Kahlo and Virginia, who are all available for adoption. I had an eye infection when I was found, and still a membrane clouds one of my eyes, but this does not slow me down. I LOVE to play. Any small moving thing is on notice for being pounced on! I also like a warm lap to snuggle in after my reign of ferocious play is done.
SW